From Concubine to Pharaoh [Transmigration Book]

Alixie was immersed in the perception of words, but she instantly foresaw the danger.

Her skin felt numb, even tingling.The hair that was originally soft and scattered on her shoulders was also straightened one by one, as if it would stand on end.

The dark clouds in the sky weighed down heavily, and electric lights could be faintly seen in the clouds.

She glanced and saw that Senmut beside her was still immersed in the perception of the inscriptions on the stone tablet, and she didn't notice the abnormalities around her at all.

Nanna stood guard at the entrance of the astronomical platform, holding a hard bow in her hand, staring nervously at Senmut, as if she was afraid that the high priest would hurt Erich.

Alicia pulled Senmut, called Nanna, turned and left.

Not long after the three of them walked, a Jiao Lei struck the stone tablet in the middle of the astronomical platform, and the twelve copper wires sizzled, as if electric sparks were flickering back and forth.

Both Senmut and Nanna were stunned, but Erich pouted lightly, thinking: This observatory is the tallest building in the distance, but the stone tablet on the stage is also equipped with bronze wires for observation. If you don't hack here, where else can you hack?

At this time, she let go of Senmut's hand without any trace, and said, "The most urgent thing is to find a place that can shelter from the rain..."

As soon as the words fell, Dou Da's raindrops fell.

Senmut took off the linen robe he was wearing casually, opened his arms, and built a small canopy on top of Erich's head.

Immediately, together with Nanna, the two of them protected Ailixi together, and quickly returned to a gazebo on the edge of the palace.

At this time, the sky and the earth were completely shrouded in rain and fog, and thunder bombs fell from time to time near the astronomical observatory.

Senmut was already wet from head to toe, and his curly long brown hair was tightly pressed against his cheeks and neck at this moment, and the tail of his hair was also dripping, and the rain was dripping wantonly on his chest.

Erich is not much better than Senmut. Although Senmut's robes are used to protect her from the wind and rain, her close-fitting long skirt is already half wet, and the clothes are tightly attached to her body, making her feel uncomfortable. He looked rather embarrassed.

"Princess, I'm going to call someone for you—"

Senmut took a deep look at Erich, as if thanking her for taking him out of danger just now.

He then turned around and rushed into the rain again.Only Alicia and Nanna... and Ymir were left in the gazebo.

Erich lowered her head and asked the talisman Ymir wearing on her chest: "You never seem to remind me about words."

Yumil suddenly called out to Tianqu: "You never asked me."

"Don't, don't treat me like a dice, I'm not that material."

Ymir hurried to make up for it when Erich held it up.

"The hieroglyphs were engraved on the stele on the astronomical platform just now. It is true that only pharaohs can read the hieroglyphs directly..."

"Only the pharaohs can read directly?"

Alixi was very surprised-is this the theoretical basis for the pharaoh to inherit the throne based on blood?

"Yes, this is the ability preserved in the pharaoh's blood."

"But there are still some Asut, even if they don't have the Pharaoh's blood inheritance, they still have a way to master this ability."

"Like the High Priest?" Alicia asked casually.

"Yes..." Ymir replied.

"When God Tut was walking in the world, he invented a special way to allow his favored ones to perceive and express hieroglyphs. But there are and only Gods Tut's favored ones can do it."

"Then what about the great priest?"

Erich remembers that her father, the High Priest Dahor, could understand the prophecy written by Senmut himself on the papyrus scroll.

"The great priest can rely on incantations and amulets to read and write. Of course, this is a simplified script than the hieroglyphs mastered by the gods and pharaohs, called monk script."

A monk is another name for a priest.

Alicia finally understood.

It turns out that in this world, pharaohs, high priests, high priests, and other priests...

They wield more power than commoners, not least because of their monopoly on the ability to read and write.

Knowledge is power - that statement is simply true!

In this era belonging to the pharaohs, it can even be extended as: knowledge is power.

Before she had time to ask how to master this ability, there were many footsteps outside the gazebo, and Erich could only order: "Okay, Ymir, we will discuss this issue next time."

Laughter sounded outside the gazebo.

It was not Senmuth who came.

It was a group of young people who came into the gazebo through the rain curtain, only wearing waistcoats.

Their complexion has long been tanned by the scorching sun, and at this moment, each one of them looks like a loach that has just jumped out of the water.

"It's finally raining heavily!"

"As long as it rains a little harder, next year we will have a good harvest."

The boys were all happy.

"Sirius has risen for several days, but the big river has not flooded. I thought that next year's drought will reduce production!"

"Although we can pay less taxes next year if the river doesn't flood, we are the ones who are hungry, not Pharaoh..."

"Don't say such depressing words, God bless you, let the water of the great river flow a little harder, so that the whole of Egypt will have a good year in the coming year..."

"Of course it's better to pay less tax..."

Alicia heard Nanna snort beside her, and seemed to be indifferent to the contradictory wishes of these young people.

If the flood of the big river is too large, the whole of Lower Egypt will become a swamp country.Large cities like Memphis would have been islands in swamps of vast bodies of water, scattered alone across the low, flat deltas of Lower Egypt.

Large tracts of land near the Saqqara Palace may be completely submerged.

The flooding of the big river can certainly bring fertile soil to Lower Egypt and a good harvest in the coming year...

But the biggest problem right now is that for those of them who stayed near Saqqara, this flood may be the end of their lives.

"Excuse me... what do you do? Why are you here?"

Alicia cleared her throat and opened her mouth.

The eyes of the young people turned to her.

For a moment, they only had this wet beauty of about age in their eyes.

"I, we..."

A young man stammered, but he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth.

"We are civilians near Saqqara, and we are serving Pharaoh recently."

Another older and more stable man finally spoke clearly.

"As you know, the tomb that Pharaoh built for his first princess is nearby."

According to the knowledge Erich received from her original body: In today's Egypt, there are no slaves who have lost all personal rights, and the vast majority of people under the Pharaoh's rule are civilians.

But these so-called civilians only spend half of the year farming for themselves, and the other half of the time must serve Pharaoh.

This kind of labor is regarded as a matter of course, and these young people in front of them built the tomb for Erich at the request of the Pharaoh.

"I heard that Pharaoh is quite young, who would have thought that he married a first princess who was so old that she was about to die?"

For a moment, Alicia showed a slight embarrassment, while Nanna showed anger on her face.

"This is the pharaoh's first princess."

Nanna said with a sullen face in her rougher than a man's voice.

The young people's ears were buzzing, and they showed shocked expressions, as if they were saying: Such a young princess...does she need a mausoleum?dying?

A cold snort came from the corner: "I wonder why the officials of Lao Lao ordered us to rush to work day and night. It turns out that they are building the mausoleum for you!"

The words are full of sarcasm.

Egypt is such a society where the status of rich and poor is extremely polarized.Nobles like the pharaoh and the great priest Dahor almost monopolized all the wealth in this society.

Under their rule and restraint, ordinary people who have nothing have to work harder, and the rewards they get are extremely limited.

Ailixi was not angry, she sighed and said: "Actually, I don't want to need a mausoleum in such a young age..."

There was a natural sadness in her words, which quickly infected everyone.

Nanna sighed, tears were about to come down.

The peasants who witnessed all this felt pity for a moment.Although those harsh words used to complain are still kept in their hearts, but because of the beauty's face, people temporarily silenced them.

Alicia suddenly pointed to a group of people approaching from the rain in the distance and asked, "Is that your companion? Why does it look like it's injured?"

Sure enough, three or four people walked in the rain curtain that connected the sky and the earth in the distance.

Two of them each carried a young man on his shoulders and accompanied him to the already crowded gazebo.

One of them asked: "Guys, move a place, this kid got hurt badly by a sedge stalk near the water." The middle-aged man spoke steadily.

The people in the gazebo immediately dispersed, and Alicia quickly moved a place on the stone.

The young man who was helped in was pale and seemed to be bleeding a lot. He sat down on the rock and raised his right foot. The wound on his foot was bleeding reddishly, and the area around the wound was swollen, obviously after being soaked in river water. Washed by the rain again, the injury is not optimistic.

Alixi knew that there was no disinfection method in this era. If such a wound could not be treated in a timely and proper manner, causing infection, this guy's life might not be saved.

She was thinking like this, and suddenly heard the middle-aged man who spoke just now said: "Let me give this kid some cards."

This middle-aged uncle seems to be in his 40s.But in Egypt in this era, this age can already be regarded as middle-aged and old.

His shaved scalp was covered with white stubble.But the upper body is muscular and looks extremely strong.

"Uncle Deka, let me come!"

"I'm in good health, I'll come!"

Hearing this, young people gathered around the gazebo volunteered one after another.

The middle-aged man known as Uncle Deca smiled gently: "I'm an old man, it doesn't matter if there are more or less cards. Besides, maybe it will recover in two days, so I'm here... ..."

He then stepped forward, stretched out his right arm, and held the injured man's right arm.

Erich could see the beams of light on the arms of both of them at the same time, and could even see the energy flow between the two.

She was shocked...

Can different blood bars send blood to each other?

There are probably more unspoken rules in this world than she can imagine.

Seeing that Uncle Deca's expression is calm and composed, the card on his arm is decreasing little by little;

The young man who had lost a lot of blood immediately opened his eyes, exhausted and grateful.He has recovered a little bit of color.

Alicia was inexplicably moved.

Ken gave a part of his life unconditionally to the wounded younger than himself, such an act of generosity and selflessness.

But now such an approach, in the eyes of the young people around, is purely natural, and it is everyone's default and willingness.If a companion is injured, everyone is responsible, so help him a little.

This injured young man got more cards, maybe he has a stronger resistance, and can avoid post-injury infection, and can recover smoothly...

And that kind Uncle Deca, if he can get a good diet and rest in the next few days, his card can also slowly recover.

At this moment, Senmut's voice came from a distance.

The young high priest was rushing here in the torrential rain.

"Quick, everyone, immediately go to Saqqara's palace to hide."

The Saqqara Palace is already the tallest building on the surrounding large flat land.

"Now, immediately!"

"The river is flooding!"

Memphis...

Tylos stood in front of the main hall of the palace, looking intently at the heavy rain falling like a bead curtain outside the hall, and there seemed to be boundless water vapor in his eyes.

"Alice..."

When Alixie left that day, Delos wanted to be more reserved and put on airs, but appeared at the last moment, looked at each other, and saw each other off silently.

If Delos is willing, there is nothing wrong with stepping on her and humiliating Elyse severely when she is seeing her off.

But who knew that Senmut used a traveler, and Alixie and his party disappeared in an instant, and Delos missed it.

So there is no last side.

"For the sake of all Egypt, someone has to try, someone has to take risks, and someone has to die."

"Go ahead, Erich—"

Looking at the huge raindrops slamming violently on the ground and the gorgeous splashes they caused when they fell on the stone slab, Delos added blankly: "This is the will of God."

In the distance, the sound of the flooding big river kept coming, like a person with changeable emotions, sometimes screaming and sometimes roaring.